Archive for February, 2011

  • My Name is James A. and I’m an Alcoholic
    Posted by on February 22nd, 2011 at 8:37 am, Comments: 0

    It was my first meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous. I went to the meeting at that church at the corner of Wall Street and Broadway. I thnk it’s the oldest church in the country. Or the city. Or the “oldest” “something”of “somewhere”. We were in the basement and donuts were served. There were about six rows of seats and a dozen or so people were randomly spaced out on them, as if none of us could get too close to each other.

  • Living Life is better than Dying in College
    Posted by on February 20th, 2011 at 8:16 am, Comments: 0

    I know I’ve been doing a lot on college lately. But I view it as a stepping stone for how the life we live now diverges from the life we could be living (and the life I hope my kids will live). I’m in the process of writing a book on this where I hope to give some more views not on just college but a better way to spend your entire life, every moment, being educated and learning from experience.  Here’s an interview I just gave to a newsaper which clarifies my views a bit more:

  • How to Hack Into MTV.com
    Posted by on February 18th, 2011 at 10:45 am, Comments: 0

    My friend, Randy, wanted to play a trick on MTV. He got a friend of his, Mike, to sit in a wheelchair and he took Mike’s picture. He sent Mike’s picture to MTV and said in a cover letter that Mike was “afflicted” and his only goal in life was to go to the MTV Beach House, which was a popular MTV show at the time. Somehow the combination of girls in bikinis, the ocean, and an “afflicted” Mike really turned on MTV. They wrote back and said, “We would love to have him on the show!! We will pay for tickets, and have a huge party at the Beach House for him.”

  • The woman who peed on her husband. And other stories about stress.
    Posted by on February 16th, 2011 at 5:16 pm, Comments: 0

    My biggest regret: that I spent all of 2002 pacing around, stressed out of my mind, stressed over every trade, over every little downtick or uptick in my bank account, over whether or not I was going to be able to sell my Ground Zero-based apartment, over whether or not I was going to go dead broke with one kid in the family and another on the way. I’ll never have that year back. I slept in a bedroom by myself so it would be easy for me to wake up and pace in the middle of the night or wander around outside. I lived in a constant state of fear. I wish I could have that year back, even if it could be tacked onto the last year of my life.

  • How Stevie Cohen Changed My Life
    Posted by on February 12th, 2011 at 10:44 pm, Comments: 0

    I wanted to change everything and have it all be better. I was sitting in the waiting area of Stevie Cohen’s office (the biggest hedge fund billionaire out there) and I knew that within a few minutes my life would change.

    Every now and then you have those moments when its up to one person to turn your life upside down and make it better. Sometimes they don’t even realize how much power they have in their hands. Sheila Nevins, the executive producer of all of HBO’s TV shows about prostitutes (and the head of their Family Programming division) once had that power over me. She would look at a 45 minute video and could decide “Yes” or “No” and my whole life could change. That was in 1998. She said, “No”.